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When I am tired I will go to your palace." "I am afraid you will not find her," replied Sant' Ilario. "But we must try for the sake of her poor mother." "It is a question of luck," said the other, and they separated at once. San Giacinto turned in the direction of the crowd which was pouring into the street at some distance farther on.
A ray of light which passed through the crack of a shutter behind the heavy iron grating on one side of the arch showed that the porter was up. Anastase drew his bayonet from his side and tapped with its point against the high window. "Who is there?" asked the porter, thrusting his head out. "Is the Principe di Sant' Ilario still awake?" asked Gouache. "He is not at home. Heaven knows where he is.
I have heard odd stories about her." "Oh have you?" asked Sant' Ilario with renewed interest. "Yes, very odd." He paused and looked round the room to assure himself that no one else was present. "There are two distinct stories about her. The first is this. They say that she is a South American prima donna, who sang only a few months, at Rio de Janeiro and then at Buenos Ayres.
"He is not the Senior Principe di Sant' Ilario, Excellency he calls himself by another name Marchese di di here is his card, Excellency." "My cousin, San Giacinto, then. What about him, I say?" "Your Excellency has a cousin " stammered the gendarme. "Well? Is it against the law to have cousins?" cried the prince. "What is the matter with my cousin?"
Sant' Ilario laughed. "Perhaps I did. But the effect seems to be harmonious." "Decidedly so. You might have introduced me." To this Orsino said nothing, but relapsed into a moody silence.
He succeeded very well, and afterwards attributed the fact to Donna Faustina's brown eyes, which were not cast down as they had been when Sant' Ilario had called, but appeared on the contrary to contemplate the new visitor with singular interest. "I am sure my husband will not approve of your going so soon," said the princess in somewhat anxious tones.
The performance of labours almost mechanical left him plenty of time for reflection, though he found it hard to spare a moment in which to see any of his friends. He was very anxious to meet the Princess Sant' Ilario, whose conduct on the previous night had seriously alarmed him.
The time seemed interminable after he had once yielded to the excitement, and before another quarter of an hour had elapsed, Sant' Ilario turned angrily away and left the Pincio by the stairs that descend near the band-stand towards the winding drive by which the Piazza del Popolo is reached.
But the three men laughed a little and Montevarchi was much pleased by their appreciation. He and Frangipani began to talk together, and Sant' Ilario took up his paper again. When the young diplomatist laid his own aside and went out, Giovanni followed him, and they left the club together.
I will give you the title of Sant' Ilario, with the estate outright into the bargain, and the palace in the Corso to live in, if you do not care to live here." "And if I refuse?" asked Giovanni, choking down his anger. "If you refuse, you shall leave my house a month from to-day," said the Prince, savagely.
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